I wanted to give myself another pep talk before I actually got on with the show but I ditched that idea when I thought about how long we’d already b...een waiting.I reached up and grasped the faded, copper button. I took one last deep breath before slipping it back through the loop. The man let out a sigh. Relief? Anticipation? I couldn't tell which but the sound thrilled me and somehow fueled my already burning desire. I took hold of the tab on his zipper and gave a gentle tug. It glided down. Bought my tokens and when in. They had to sides ( as I found out why ). One side was private and the other side had glory holes in the booths. All had a great varity of videos with several channels to choose. I first when into the side for my privacy so I would drop my pants and play with myself. Sometimes I would her some guy saying he wanted to suck my cock, but would ignor him and keep stroking. I would make lots of noise on perpose slapping away.I would cum on the flood and leave. Overriding the older man's protestations, the Emir said, "I think Zeinab will suit you well. She's twenty-three years old, local born, speaks English, has a delightful body on her, and wants to get pregnant again. She takes the whip well if that's to your taste. I'll have her sent her in."To the Earl's surprise, when he reached his room Zeinab was already there. He was not yet used to the Kobekistani habit of fulfilling the Emir's wishes without any direct order being given, though he was in no. It didn't seem to bother him in the leastthat his 'date' was upset. He picked up his beer and finished it. He'd hadthree already and wanted another."Where's the waitress?" he asked as he looked about the bar. "I haven't seen her for some time," she said, trying to get his attentionagain. "Chris?" she asked, "Is there something wrong?"Chris' eyes darted to her face quickly and he shook his head."No, nothing's wrong" he assured her.The woman was not satisfied. "Look at you! You're a mess!"Chris.